#saddie

[strawbyarts]

hopelessly devoted to you

[hillarynicole]

a baddie who's also a saddie...

[sapphic-agent]

The only thing I would say season 3 is really lacking is moments between Maddie and Simon. Whether you like them romantically or platonically, this show centers around them and I wish this season had explored their bond a little more

[halhalhalu]

✨ VENOM X GREEK STICKERS✨

this took me a while to finish! But I'm glad I can show it off 😉 they'll be up as stickers (shirts maybe) soon as I set up the details for my redbubble 💕

I'll let you guys know when they are available so you guys can get your own sticker as soon as possible 🥰

[purple-silhouette-nerd]

Idk why but any time I imagine Michelle Wheeler, I KEEP SEEING MADDIE NEARS IN BLACK CURLY HAIR. And the more I think about it, Maddie and Michelle would be best friends. I think they'd be into a lot of the same stuff. Horror, the supernatural, their best friends. And I feel like I get the same vibes from them as well!!! Anyways just thought I'd see if anyone sees it too. Also I know Peyton List's face would be too round for Michelle, but still!!! I NEED SOMEONE TO SEE THIS TOO!!!

(Also if anyone is needing to fill the Stranger Things hole in their heart rn, I HEAVILY reccomend School Spirits. A show that DESPERATELY NEEDS MORE ATTENTION, ecspecially with the 4th season supposedly being on the way!)

[asstroyess]

the only way we achieve true world peace is by having maddie wally and simon in a poly relationship walk with me now

[nblizzieforbes]

Fic title: "If you ever feel alone and out of touch, I'd show up" by luca251 (Simon and Maddie fic about 3x08. Full fic below the cut, link in reblogs)

“Come home. To me.”

She’s safe and he trusts her even though he can’t tell why. He doesn’t know who he is. He doesn’t know who she is, either. But he knows that the second she grabbed his hand and tried to lead him away, the pull he’d felt towards crossing the lake faltered... When this girl - she says her name is Maddie - When Maddie grabbed his hand, he felt a pull to her.

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“Come home. To me.”

To her. To her … What’s her name? She’s important to him, he can feel it. She’s safe and he trusts her even though he can’t tell why. He doesn’t know who he is. He doesn’t know who she is, either. But he knows that the second she grabbed his hand and tried to lead him away, the pull he’d felt towards crossing the lake faltered. That didn’t happen with the other girl from before. When this girl, she says her name is Maddie - When Maddie grabbed his hand, he felt a pull to her. And then she was pulling him away from the lake, and he let her. Because that pull - he doesn’t know what it is. He doesn’t know who she is, he doesn’t know what any of this means or what’s going on - but a part of him automatically trusts her. And he thinks maybe she’s right. Maybe she is home.

And then he’s in… a memory, he guesses, but it’s a small moment, and it starts to fade the second she snaps him out of it and it stops feeling real. But she - what was her name - tells him he needs to snap out of it, and he feels so lost again, and then she tells him they need to get out of there, she leads him to the mirror, and he doesn’t even know what any of this means. In a way, leaving feels worse, because at least if he gets lost in this again, he isn’t so aware of everything he doesn’t know. It’s a small moment to live in, to be the only thing he remembers forever. But out there, there’s nothing. Even now, it’s fading. He doesn’t even know what the memory meant, just that he didn’t feel so lost for a moment, and now it’s fading and everything is so obviously gone again.

But she’s telling him to leave with her, and something in him trusts her so intrinsically despite everything he’s not sure of. So he runs with her and he jumps.

And then she’s telling him to come home. To his family. To her. Her hands are on his face, begging him to remember, and he can’t until he can, and suddenly everything flashes through his mind. A million little moments, his family, his friends, the ghost friends he’s only just made. Her. Her again and again and again, not the only thing but certainly the most important, fundamental to everything else.There are a million things he sees as the memories flood through, but the foundation of it all is her, and him, and his love for her, and her love for him. That devotion that crosses the boundary of life and death; that, right here and right now, allows him to come back to himself.

Simon looks up at her. “Maddie?” he asks. That’s her name. Maddie.

And he finally knows who he is. He’s Simon Elroy, he’s a horror movie fan. He has a podcast. He has a sister he wants to meet, he’s a friend to a lot of people, now, even though he resisted some of them at first. He wonders how worried his parents have been. But more importantly than anything else, he’s one half of Simon-and-Maddie. And she’s holding him. His arms wrap around her instinctively, but as everything sets in, he’s able to really feel it. He’s Simon, and she’s Maddie, and things are still fucked like they always seem to be lately except… Except she’s holding him and he’s holding her. It’s been so long. And she’s real and physical and here, in the same plane of existence as he is. They're together. And yeah, Simon remembers, now, that here, where they are right now, isn’t that great. He knows they need to get out, and figure it out, and if he could feel much else, Simon would be so fucking exhausted at how they just neverendingly have to solve another fucking mystery, but he’s hugging her. He can hug her. All he’s wanted this whole time is for them to both be safe and okay and to get to hold her.

Then her dad is there and he leads them out, but Simon doesn’t let go of her hand once, and she’s holding on just as tightly. He knows he’ll have to eventually, but right now, he doesn’t ever want to let go of her again, and the way she holds onto him just as tightly tells him that she doesn’t either. They’ve finally, finally, together again.

[drewgoodenenjoyer]

nobody knows what it’s like to be US. 🫂🫂